A Note to Ceiling Fans

Follow 0 fans

tampa as in the bay

3:13

1 View

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer

Not bad dancing
Irate advances
Entirely hide
Iterate eyes behind
One mansion
Or maybe fly in the night
And crash land it
You can't understand why
And neither can I manage
Vanish and vanquish all the times 
The walls try to talk
In emanations
Only wish is to fall
Into a medicated coma that
You decide how long you're in
Lose touch
Inside a life
Just what is real, is thinning
Dream I'm at the MOMA
Manifest a feeble wish
Find the next aquarium
And sleep with the fish
How is
Asterisk
About to take it all over
Wild guess, stay in bed
Make orders from
High ideas
Buy Ikea
Name at the top
Left
Got so weak, though
Deceptive 
Etching lines
Dotted
To be the message
That all can't stop
Alright as telephone
In every home
annoyed at the thought
Feeling sickly
Aghast
Jaw open
Bent stiffly
Kissing
If in a good mood
Hitting
Good food
Getting
Shouldn't be iffy
Eyes shifting
Through the eyes
Try sifting til
Nothing's left
Dead
Paranoid, nervous
Crises averted
Opportunities missed
Well, is it ever really worth it
To consider the plates that are served
Gifted
Nerves need lifting
Miss it, searches
Spent without vision
Miss me
When I'm gone
At least a little bit
Just like the one you think
Next time you're getting it
Pawns
Pissed
Dimwit
Give
Drift
All away
Materials that stick to nothing
Vein that takes it all the way
Attitudes and escapades
Atoms juiced
Lemonades
Rejuvenate roots
Bleed reboots
Regenerate
Same stash, stay lapsed
Hanging with some spray cans
Latent legs 
Rays
Fame
Say, Legacy
So far
Nothing's been working
And I can't ever push myself to do it
The lights dull
Please murk me

Categorical
Jesus seeps rhetoricals; leave it
I can't stop what I do
Outside the box with my penis
I kill the pain when I need it
The hypochondriacs fiending
They need to make up a reason
I need to make up a reason
Categorical
Jesus seeps rhetoricals; leave it
I can't stop what I do
Outside the box with my penis
I kill the pain when I need it
The hypochondriacs fiending
They need to make up a reason
I need to make up a reason

Kill me
So I don't have to myself
Kill me
So I don't have to myself
Kill me
So I don't have to myself
Kill me
So I don't have to
Kill me
So I don't have to
Myself
Kill me
So I don't have to myself
Kill me

 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com